Cross Dressing Villainess Cecilia Sylvie Novels & Stories

How could she stand another woman in her way of happiness? Why? Cecilia knew why many would not agree with her way of thinking. But opinion went both ways. Cecilia would always expect that with only her golden finger, she could succeed in this world. That was what it should be. She didn't need to be good and knew that everyone was not purely good, just like her. Celine Diamond was a bitch who stole someone else's fiance, and Cynthia Delaroche was a racist who discriminated against Vampires. Like her, Celine Diamond used her Sorcery and her Saintess power to attract Ezekiel's attention.

“Yeah, well, now I can see the idiot for myself. I’m gonna ditch the wedding. Will you help me, please?” A slow smile spread across Lucas’s face. “What happened to our lover girl who was willing to put her name on the line for her dear Charlie?” he asked in a playful tone. “Dear Charlie my butt, he was screwing my sister, that bastard!” Cecilia’s voice was tight with anger. “I knew that was gonna happen. So, what’s your plan?” “Glory Hill in front of Seirra Hotel before 11 am. I’m gonna make sure they suffer the maximum shame.” Cecilia’s voice was laced with a quiet, chilling vengeance.

"You whore, have you no shame? Luke's dumped you, and here you are, still trying to latch onto him. "Was it all about flaunting that foxy face and your trashy body? "You look like you've been around the block, playing the innocent while throwing yourself at Luke, how disgusting!" Those vile words were spewed from Cecilia, who once prided herself on her image as an innocent ice queen. Then, her mask was off, and in her rage, her pretty face twisted into something monstrous. Cecilia was not alone, she had her posse with her. The one who started the trouble with Holly? Her lackey.

She trotted towards me, her heels clacking on the polished tiles… “Collin! Wait! Wait!” She called, trotting towards me. I stormed in and headed to the bathroom. Turning on the tap, I scooped some water and splashed it on my face to clear my mind. Returning to the sitting room, my eyes went wide in shock, the sight before me leaving me speechless. Cecile had started removing her sleeves. She was in a pink dress which has sleeves and a rope. Slowly, she untie the rope and let it fall to the floor, stripping down untill she was standing naked in front of me.

Unlike the first shot that forced Raisen to her knees, she is still standing, as if nothing had happened and no bullets had penetrated her old body. "Haha-hahaha-hahahahaha! It’s truly ironic no matter how I see the two of you working together just to kill me, who has anything to do with your family’s death. One is a killing doll that was controlled by the killer of her father, and the other one is someone who lends his hand to his sister’s killer. Ironic, don’t you think?" ‘It’s impossible. How could Selina be... But she used to be associated with the Black circle.’

She flicked the butt of her cigarette on the ground, crushing it with her foot. Karrie lit another cigarette for Cecilia and continued to mock Isabella, “Pfft, you relied on a man, sold your body, and managed to get a second-rate supporting role. You think you’re so impressive? If you’re not a slut, what are you?” Cecilia took a deep drag from her cigarette, exhaling a long puff of smoke as she raised her chin high. “Just a supporting role, and you’re already a disgraceful prostitute. You’re just a slut who climbed up using dirty tricks.”

This woman radiated the kind of calculated cruelty that came from years of having power over other people’s lives. “I’m Ava,” she said quietly, because someone had to break the silence that was growing more toxic by the second. “I know exactly who you are.” Cecile moved closer, her heels clicking against the marble floor like a countdown. “Gold-digging little nurse who thinks she can sink her claws into my family’s money.” The accusation cut through her like a blade. “That’s not—” “Don’t.” Cecile’s voice cut through her protest like a blade. “I have seen your type before. Poor little girl from nowhere, saves the rich man’s life, thinks she’s entitled to a happily ever after.”

Cecilia had never felt so bold in her life. "You heard me, young man; why haven't you stuffed that Big Fat Cock in my hot, wet mommy pussy already?" Gio swallowed hard. "You want me to fuck you?" Just to make sure there was no doubt in his mind, Cecilia reached behind her and dropped the dress she'd put on when she'd thought she was going to fuck Greg Anderson. That was before she saw her daughter filled with her son's big fat cock. She walked up and put her hand on the growing cock in her son's shorts. "That's exactly what I want, Gio. Come Fuck your Mommy-slut."

When Alex saw the angry expression on our faces, he became even more pumped. "I must say, she really is vulnerable compared to the Rogue captives. She actually died after two hours of torture. How unsatisfying was that!" "You simply… are despicable!" Cecilia slapped him in the face, her hands shaking with anger. "It's all your fault! I was once the most feared and respected warrior in your troop. Yet, not only did your visit to Ashfall this time take away my wealth and status, but it also stripped my dignity as a man! This is all your fault!"

"I know I'm the villain. I know I'm the monster. But I can't let you go. Not when you're finally here. Not when there's still a chance." He stood slowly. "Please let me go, please," Cecilia said when Adrian attempted again to come closer. Cecilia shouted, " I said don't come closer! I hate you; you took me from my family!" Cecilia was crying so loudly. Adrian talked to the maid, " Dress her wounds and attend to her," Adrian said before he left.